Fang

Zeb Ya

Script

Fang: But word has it you're working for someone else. *slides jer finger along the bar* Someone else who is going after big heists.

Zeb: You don't like competition, hmm?

Fang: I don't like old plate-faced men boffing up my jobs. *growls*

Zeb: Are you here to jabber on. Or are you going to do something?

Fang: It depends. If I release you, you have to work for me.

Zeb: And how are you going to make me?

Fang: *cradles his chin* I have my ways.

Zeb: You have your ways.

Fang: So do we have a deal?

Zeb: Mmmhmm?